Loving Lacey

***All persons depicted as engaging in sexual activity as written as over the age of 18***

Late March

Year 3 of Us

Tuesday

The last thing I remember before falling asleep was rolling onto my left side and gently holding Lacey as she snuggled into me. She was making those little sounds that she made quite often when she was content and feeling absolutely safe. Then something brought me out of sleep, something warm and wet on my cock.

I woke up enough to realize that she was licking my cock, and stroking it, too, with her head under the blankets. I smiled, then moaned at the sensations.

She moved around and her head appeared from under the blankets, but her hand stayed on my cock. "Oh, you're awake," she smiled.

"Yeah." I touched her cheek. "Hungry again, love?"

"Well, I woke up a couple of times with your hand on my tit, caressing it. There was another time when you were stroking just above my clit." She grinned at me. "So, yeah, I'm hungry, thanks to you!"

"What time is it?"

"Don't know. There's light coming in through the skylight." I started to roll over. "Oh, no, you don't!"

"No?" I was confused.

"No checking the time. I know when your alarm will go off, and we'll have plenty of time." Lacey moved up and gave me a quick kiss. "Until then, I intend to finish that blow job I started last night." She threw the blankets off of us as she bent back down. She almost purred before she took me back into her mouth. She started to suck on me, and I realized that she had been playing with me for a while now.

"Roll on your back, Wyatt."

"Huh? Why?"

"I can't get to you the way I want to."

"Oh? Okay." I rolled over, and Lacey's mouth went back onto my cock as she crawled on top of me. Both of her legs were on my left side, but I lifted her right one up and shifted it over so that my head was between her knees. Pulling away from my cock, she giggled, then went back to loving my cock. She deepthroated me, and I could feel her lips on the base of my cock as she did so.

I gripped her hips and held her as I bent my neck to reach her pussy with my tongue. Lacey tasted wonderful, especially as pussy juice was already flowing. She started to rub her clit against my chin as I slipped my tongue into her. She moaned, but I couldn't tell if she was reacting to my tongue, or to how she was moving. I didn't care, because I loved her reactions.

We were moving together, my mouth on her pussy and her mouth on my cock. I was moaning, she was moaning. Lacey pulled off my cock and I felt her hands stroking me. "I want you to cum in my mouth. Please! I need to taste you, Wyatt."

She pushed her pussy onto me and started to shake. "Oh, God, it feels so good! Fuck, I'm cumming!" Even more pussy juices flowed onto me and then she was squirting on my face, once, twice, and then a third time. With her pussy covering my mouth, I reached down and grabbed her head.

"What are you doing?" I pushed her head down towards my cock. "Oh, yeah! Force me! Push me onto you. Make me take it deep!"

I did what she asked. I could feel her mouth open, and I shoved her down. My hips pumped up at her and I held her down. I could feel my orgasm building, and she did, too. She moaned around my cock and grabbed my thighs. My cock was all the way inside her mouth, and I shot my load into her mouth.

I groaned as I came, and I could feel her sucking on me and swallowing all the cum. I collapsed, all of the tension flowing away. My head dropped back onto the pillow, and I tried to get my breathing back to normal. Lacey crawled off of me, and then traveled up my body as her hands caressed me.

"Have a good time, love?"

"Oh, yeah. How about you, beloved?"

"Mmm. I love an early morning cum snack." She had a sleepy smile on her face.

"Thinking about going back to sleep?"

"Yes," her voice was soft. "I'm very happy right now, and very satisfied. I love the taste of cum, especially yours."

I smiled at Lacey and pulled her close. With a gentle kiss, she snuggled against me and pulled the blankets back over us. "I love you, my old cowboy."

"I love you too, my slut." She giggled sleepily and placed her left hand on my chest. Her touch was gentle, and I caressed her back with my left hand. "Sleep tight, Baby Girl."

She murmured something and rubbed her cheek against my chest.

As we lay there, holding each other, all I could really think about was that I was holding the woman I loved. I smiled as her breathing slowed, and I followed her back to sleep shortly after.

My alarm went off and Lacey startled awake. "Easy, love," I reassured her as I reached behind me to turn it off.

"Why?"

"Why what, beloved?"

"Why that sound?" Lacey looked at me, blinking her eyes.

I grinned at her. "It wakes me up."

"It wakes *everybody* up, Wyatt."

"How often does it go off and wake you up?"

She tilted her head and looked at me with narrowed eyes. "I, ah, I don't know."

"Lacey, you are usually up before me, right?"

"Yeah. Especially since the babies." She smiled at me. "But you get them during the night, love. And for that, I am grateful. Erica's plan for reinforcements that November after they were born worked wonderfully."

"Her idea of having those four come over to help those first several months was wonderful. We're a great team, my princess, and I'm grateful for you every day. Every. Single. Day." I grinned at her. "Besides, what would your fans say if you had bags under your eyes in your videos?"

"How would I get bags under my eyes?"

"Lack of sleep, beloved." Lacey looked at me, a question on her face. "Think about it. Who generally got up during the night to get them for their feedings? Before the cavalry arrived?"

"You did."

"Remember those bruises I had on my upper arms? The ones that freaked you out?"

"Yes..." she said slowly.

"You were afraid that I had some kind of disease?"

"Oh," her voice was very small, and then she smiled. "It wasn't until I saw you coming into the bedroom holding one of them in one arm and bouncing off the door frame with the other. You were protecting them with your unused arm."

I smiled at her. "Not the first time I've done that, beloved."

"Oh?"

"Yep. Scared the hell out of Scarlett, just like you."

Lacey smiled even more. "At least we had that in common, in addition to loving you and having your babies."

She patted my chest. "So, should we take luggage down and then eat, or the other way around?"

"Let's shower, then take our stuff down."

We took a shower, then made sure that everything of ours was packed. While she finished getting ready, I went and called for a bellhop and baggage cart. She walked into the living room, carrying her last bag. I watched as she set it on the pile, then Lacey went to the kitchenette and gathered up the stuff she had bought at the grocery -- snacks and bottles of water, placing them back in the box that they were delivered in.

She made a gesture, and I set the box next to the luggage. "How about the stuff from the boutique?"

"Oh, that's already safely packed."

"I didn't even get to see anything?"

"Not here, love, not here. Next weekend, I promise."

She grinned as I looked at her. "Wait, isn't Cathy going to be..."

"Yes. I got several matching sets for both of us to model for you."

I smiled. "Would she be willing?"

"Oh, yes. You should have seen the texts we exchanged yesterday," Lacey laughed. "She seems very, very eager."

She stepped closer to me and looked up into my face. "Wyatt, you're blushing."

"Am I?"

"Oh, yes," she laughed some more. "You've done that several times since we've been here, and you don't do that very often, love." Her hand caresses my face and then there was a knock on the door.

I opened it and there was Susan from our first day, luggage cart behind her. "You're leaving today?"

"Yep. Gotta get home and take care of our babies."

"Okay." She looked at Lacey. "You have twins, right?"

Lacey smiled. "Yes, a boy and a girl, Duncan and Samantha."

"Can I see pictures?"

"Sure!"

Lacey looked at me and smiled. "Wyatt, can you check to make sure we have everything? Maybe from the bedroom and bathroom, first?"

I looked at Lacey and noticed the look on her face. I turned and walked into the other room, a smile on my face. Susan would be getting kissed in a few moments, at the very least. I made a play at looking around the bedroom and bathroom and find nothing of ours sitting around, which was what I was expected.

I stopped out of sight of the living room and listened. I could hear moans and what I knew are kissing sounds. "Nothing left behind, Lacey!" I called out, waiting a couple of beats, then walked into the doorway to see Susan step away from Lacey.

Lacey had that wicked smile on her face, and Susan was patting her lips, blushing deeply. "Well, what have you two been doing?"

Susan ducked her head and looked away. "I just gave Susan my number. She wants to come visit us sometime," said Lacey with her gentle, gentle sexy smile.

"That sounds good," I smiled at Lacey, and then at Susan.

"Susan had an important question that I can't answer."

"Oh? What's the question?" I was curious.

Lacey nudged Susan with her elbow. "Go ahead. Ask him."

"Well, I've never kissed a man with a beard." I looked at her. She took a deep breath. "Would you kiss me?"

I looked at Lacey, and she nodded. "Sure."

Susan raised her arms and stepped closer to me. I took her in my arms, and she looked up at me. "Please?"

Our mouths touched and I could see her eyes close. I felt Lacey's hand on my arm, and I looked towards her, and she smiled at me. As I held Susan, I felt her tongue press against my lips. I opened them and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her eyes flew open when Lacey's hand held the back of her head. I cupped Susan's ass with my hands and returned her kiss, our tongues wrestling, moving between her mouth and mine.

The kiss went on for a bit, before Lacey let her pull away, gasping slightly. Susan stepped away when I released her ass.

"So, you've now kissed a man with a beard," Lacey said, amusement in her voice. "What did you think? Like it?"

"Oh, yes," she looked from me to Lacey. "He's very good at it, isn't he?"

Lacey smiled at her. "Actually, he's great at it. You'll also be pleased to know that he does other great things with his mouth and tongue."

"Oh?" She blushed.

"Are you a virgin, Susan?"

She looked at me. "No! Well, maybe."

I looked at her, my head tilted. "How can you maybe be a virgin?"

Another blush. "I've had a penis on my vagina, but never inside."

Lacey placed her arm around Susan. "Did the guy shoot semen on you?"

"Yes. It wasn't very fun."

She kissed Susan's cheek. "Come visit us, Susan." Lacey looked at me, that little wicked smile on her face. "I think your next sexual encounter will be much, much better."

"I think you need to freshen up, Susan, before we go out this door," I said.

Lacey looked at her and nodded. As she headed to the bathroom, Lacey looked at me.

"From the first day, my princess. I saw the way you looked at her."

"Well, you looked at her, too."

"Yes," I touched her forehead with mine. "But you weren't going to scare her, because I saw the way she was looking at you." She tilted her face to mine, and we quickly kissed as Susan came back.

"So, do you think we can get all this on your cart."

Susan blushed before she answered. "Except for the box of snacks, it's the exact same number of bags and such as when you got here. No problem!"

Susan moved quickly and surely, getting everything except our coats and my hat onto her cart. She pushed open the door and guided the cart out into the hall. I grabbed our coats and my hat; Lacey grabbed our packs, and we followed her to the elevator.

Once in the elevator, Lacey looked at her and smiled. "Remember, it's about eight hours to our place, but give us a call and let us know you're coming. We'll set up some fun for all of us."

"You're sure that it'll be okay?"

"Susan," I looked at her as I put my hat on. "After those kisses, how would it *not* be okay?"

"I guess you're right," she answered with a blush.

We were both grinning at her as the elevator door opened and she led us to the car. Susan and I quickly got everything into the car while Lacey stood just inside the doors. I looked at her as I handed her Lacey's garment bag. "Did she shock you, Susan?"

"Not really. I know who she is. Are you the guy in the videos?"

"Thank you, but no. I'm camera shy. Are you?"

"I don't know."

"I reckon you'll find out when you come see us." I closed the car after setting the snack box in the back seat. "You will come see us, right?"

"Yes!"

"Good." We walked back into the inn, and I handed her a tip before she walked back to the counter. Lacey and I went into the restaurant and had a great breakfast. After we finished eating, we walked over to the counter. After a few minutes of conversation and work by the desk clerk, Lacey handed her the keycard, she wished us a safe journey home and we headed for the car.

We took off our coats, and I laid them on the backseat as Lacey got in. She smiled at me as I closed her door before heading to the other side.

"Ready to go home?" I started the car, looked at her and began to back out of the spot.

"Oh, yes." She reached over and placed her hand on my thigh. "It was a lovely break for us, love. But I do want to be home. I want our babies. I want our bed."

I smiled at her. "You want to be able to scream as loud as you want while we fuck."

She grinned. "As a matter of fact, yes, I do." I laughed as I steered the car out onto the street.

Nearly eight hours later, I pulled the car onto the road leading to our house as the sun drops to the horizon. "Reckon they're already there?"

"Oh, yeah. Cathy's there, too."

"Really?"

"Yeah. She wanted to be there, and I told her and Erica that it was okay." She looked at me. "It is okay, isn't it?"

"Of course, my princess, of course! Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know -- I just nervous for some reason."

I found our drive and headed towards the house. "Beloved, at least you didn't surprise me as we got out of the car." I smiled at her, and she relaxed. A bit.

As I pulled up to the house, I saw Erica's family van and a car I didn't recognize sitting in the drive.

"That's Cathy's car over there," Lacey said.

I snickered. "I figured that out."

She gently smacked my thigh. "Smartass."

"Yep." By the time I got the car parked, the front door was open, and we had a crowd on the porch. Erica was holding Duncan, Travis had Samantha and their oldest, Nate, was holding Amanda. I could see Cathy behind Erica's left shoulder, a nervous smile on her face.

Lacey flung her door open and ran to the house, arms outstretched. I couldn't tell who was louder, her or the twins. She took them into her arms as I got out of the car.

All I could do was smile. As Lacey went inside, with Cathy close beside her, Erica and Travis walked out to me.

Erica held out her arms. "Welcome home, Wyatt!" She had a huge smile on her face and Travis was just grinning as she wrapped me in a hug and kissed me. Travis tapped my shoulder after the kiss ended.

"You weren't expecting Lacey to act any other way, were you?"

All I could do was laugh. "Oh, hell, no. I'm just glad she waited until the car stopped before getting out."

Erica smiled at me. "First time mothers. They can be unpredictable, Wyatt. You know that."

"I do."

Travis looked at me after looking at the front door. "Let's get your stuff inside -- I'm getting cold."

"Hey, you missed all the snow."

He laughed and then both of them helped me carry all of our stuff inside -- Erica plopped my hat on her head as she headed for the door. When she turned and smiled at Travis and I, I stopped for a moment.

"She looks good in that hat."

Travis agreed as she stepped inside, swinging the bags she was carrying to one side of the doorway. "She really does."

"Buy her one of her own, that's mine."

As we got inside, Erica looked at me. "I love this hat!"

"You look good in one. Travis is going to get you one of your own -- that's mine."

She laughed as we set the bags down and he closed the door.

I just stood there, looking into the living room and a smile covered my face.

Lacey was on the floor, cuddling our babies, and kissing them with possibly the largest smile I had ever seen on her face. The dogs were trying to get to Lacey while Amanda was sitting next to her, a smile on her face.

Erica put her arm around me and leaned her head on my upper arm. "How are you doing, Wyatt?"

"I'm in heaven right now, Erica. The woman I love is basking in the love of her babies." Lacey looked over at me, and I could see tears of joy in her eyes.